# 647
Chapter 648: Mounted Missile
Bang!
A crisp sound of a car door closing echoed, and a figure draped in flowing cloud vest stepped out unhurriedly from the vehicle, lowering his head to light a cigarette as he walked forward slowly.
The nearly three hundred members of the Black Assassination Group clustered in front of the cars simultaneously parted to both sides, making way for him. Upon seeing that flowing cloud vest, members of the Kangesen household seemed to recall something, shock flickering in their eyes!
He was...
The legendary godfather of the underworld, the Grand Leader of the Kansai Black Assassination Group?!
He actually came in person?
Shen Qingzhu walked up to the Black Assassination Group members with a cigarette dangling from his lips. Countless piercing headlights behind him cast a golden rim around his silhouette. Due to the backlighting, members of the Kangesen household couldn't see his face clearly, but those cold,威严的眸子眸——cold and authoritative eyes—burned like torches in the darkness, seared deeply into everyone's hearts.
A Kangesen household cadre steadied his nerves and coldly spoke:
"Never thought the Grand Leader of the Black Assassination Group would come to Osaka personally, and even led people right to our doorstep... What exactly do you mean by this?"
Shen Qingzhu kept the cigarette dangling from his lips. Through the hazy smoke, those eyes gazed at him indifferently, showing no intention whatsoever of engaging in conversation.
Silence.
The cadre frowned. "What? Does the Grand Leader think our Kangesen household has offended the Black Assassination Group? Sorry, we Kangesen do things our own way. If there were any offenses... they're not our problem."
Shen Qingzhu continued staring silently, the pressure in those eyes growing increasingly intense.
Behind him, Asakura Ken and Inui Yutaka quietly drew their weapons.
Over three hundred Black Assassination Group members drew their weapons simultaneously, with nearly a third of them armed with guns. In the oppressive silence, cold-blooded killing intent flickered.
The cadre was bewildered.
Didn't it make sense for underworld fights to start with some tough talk? Why did the Grand Leader look like a terrifying overlord who seemed to have some deep-seated grudge against the Kangesen household?
Weren't they just in Osaka to wipe out a few minor gangs? We didn't make a move against the Black Assassination Group either!
And... where did the Black Assassination Group get so many guns?!
Not only did they have twice the numbers, but their firepower was also overwhelming. If they really fought, this side would suffer heavy casualties too!
"Grand Leader, coming to your territory without notice, we may indeed be in the wrong. But we've never had any intention of provoking the Black Assassination Group. We can talk things over slowly. I think there must be some misunderstanding between us..." The cadre swallowed hard, cold sweat starting to form on his back.
Shen Qingzhu plucked the cigarette from his fingers, glanced at him nonchalantly, and flicked the cigarette butt onto the ground, grinding it beneath his foot.
What the hell was this kid babbling about?
"KURUSU!" (Kill!)
With Shen Qingzhu's order given, the Black Assassination Group members behind him erupted into action. Those with guns raised them immediately, those without charged forward with machetes and clubs, rushing directly at the Kangesen household members!
Gunshots, shouts, and wails rose and fell in the dead-silent street as the two forces clashed. The scene instantly devolved into chaos!
...
Upstairs at the Ghost Fire Nightclub.
Kangesen Tsukasa looked down at the chaos below.
"The Black Assassination Group... why are they attacking now?" he murmured to himself.
"Young Master, both our numbers and equipment are far inferior to the Black Assassination Group. If this continues, we'll suffer heavy losses." Another Kangesen household cadre beside him spoke with evident anxiety. "What should we do?"
Kangesen Tsukasa fell into contemplation.
The people he had brought from Tokyo were few to begin with, and the members of the minor gangs he'd absorbed after arriving in Osaka were of questionable quality. Add to that the disadvantage in firepower, and this mob stood no chance against the Black Assassination Group.
However, he didn't actually care about any of this.
He had traveled all the way from Tokyo to Osaka, not to compete with the Black Assassination Group for territory. His only targets were Yuzuri Kurotetsu's royal blood and the two Magatsu Blades.
It was just that with fewer hands, some things were more troublesome to handle.
"Did Mr. Inui go after Yuzuri Kurotetsu's daughter? Did he succeed?" Kangesen Tsukasa turned and asked.
The cadre shook his head. "We don't know... A few minutes ago, the men Mr. Inui took to capture her lost contact with us. We haven't heard a single word from them. We have no idea how their operation is going..."
"Useless fools." Kangesen Tsukasa said coldly.
Watching the Kangesen household forces rapidly diminish below, being completely overwhelmed by the Black Assassination Group and showing absolute decline, a murderous glint flashed in Kangesen Tsukasa's eyes.
He placed his hand on the 【Black Rope】 at his waist.
Unless absolutely necessary, he actually didn't want to use the Magatsu Blade. He himself was a 【Fierce Ghost】-level prisoner in the eyes of the Oracle Envoys. If the full power of the Magatsu Blade were released, it would easily attract the attention of 【Pure Land】. If they sent an Oracle Envoy to investigate the situation, his position would become precarious...
However, he had to clear the obstacle.
Just as he was about to draw his blade, the window on one side of the room exploded open. Kangesen Tsukasa spun his head sharply, catching in his peripheral vision a missile trailing a long flame tail hurtling through the air, directly toward his face.
Kangesen Tsukasa's pupils constricted sharply!
BOOM——!!!
A deafening explosion erupted from within the nightclub, engulfing nearly three hundred meters of surrounding buildings in a sea of flames. Fortunately, the surrounding structures were all Kangesen household territory, so no innocent residents were affected.
The thunderous explosion swept across a small half of Osaka. All Kangesen household and Black Assassination Group members fighting in the front streets were stunned. The Kangesen household fighters turned to look at their razed base and stood frozen in unison.
What kind of explosion had that much power?
A fighter jet flying by?!
Someone looked up at the sky, but the night was dead silent with no sign of any aircraft.
"Kill them all!" Asakura Ken shouted seeing the Kangesen household members frozen in confusion!
All Black Assassination Group members roared in response, their morale soaring. The already advantageous situation turned into a one-sided massacre. The Kangesen household's riffraff had completely lost their composure, scattering and fleeing in all directions.
Blazing flames burned intensely, thick smoke billowing skyward.
On a tall building several hundred meters from the explosion site, two figures in碎花浴衣—floral print yukata—and holding red umbrellas quietly observed the scene.
Amemiya Haruki couldn't help but turn his head, looking at Lin Qiye beside him and Mumu clinging to his back, wearing an expression of utter disbelief.
"What the hell was that?"
"Oh, that's a mounted heavy missile from the military base's arsenal." Lin Qiye said casually. "The power was a bit stronger than I expected..."